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MAN: Now that you're a member of the Cookie Connoisseurs
Club, you've got to control yourself.
You must eat your cookies according to the
rules of the club.
COOKIE MONSTER: Cookie Club got rules?
MAN: Yes.
Number one, when you're presented with a cookie, you
must evaluate its appearance and examine it for flaws.
BOY: He means you have to look at it.
COOKIE MONSTER: Got it Yeah.
MAN: Two.
You have to evaluate its aroma and bouquet.
BOY: He means you have to smell it.
COOKIE MONSTER: Got it.
Thank you.
MAN: Three.
COOKIE MONSTER: Yeah?
MAN: You have to take the tiniest morsel and roll the
cookie around in your mouth, savoring the flavor.
BOY: He means--
COOKIE MONSTER: Me got it, me got it.
Me get to eat it!
MAN: Well, in a matter of speaking, yes.
COOKIE MONSTER: OK.
Me think me ready.
One, look at cookie.
Two, smell cookie.
Three, eat cookie.
Bring it on.
Bring it on.
MAN: All right, cookie number one.
WAITER: Coming right up.
BOY: Uh, are you sure you can handle this, Cookie?
COOKIE MONSTER: Handle?
What not to handle?
And me going to look pretty spiffy in Cookie Club sweater.
WAITER: Oatmeal and raisin.
COOKIE MONSTER: Cookie!
Om nom nom!
MAN: Whoa!
WAITER: Oh, my!
[FRANTIC MUNCHING]
MAN: Cookie Monster.
COOKIE MONSTER: Yeah?
MAN: You're hereby expelled from the Cookie
Connoisseurs Club.
COOKIE MONSTER: Expelled?
BOY: He means they're throwing you out.